This morning I am doing all my washing, and some of Emma's, and I might try and wash my blankets. Because the other night I saw a flea, and there are definite flea bites on my arm. Tut. Not sure if it were here before or if I might have brought it with me from the last place I stayed in Naivasha. Either way, I need to find ways of getting rid of fleas without flea spray. *sigh*
So as I put my first load of washing on I made coffee and contemplated breakfast. 'Hmm, now I could have some yummy muesli with some tasty natural yoghurt, but oh look. I have bacon that could do with eating, and half a tin of baked beans, and I bought eggs yesterday, oh and look I still have tomatoes, and someone has bread that I could steal a couple of slices of, oh oh ooooh'.
So I had the breakfast of kings and it was good. And then I went back into the kitchen where John had put in the oven a big chunk of meat. And boy is it smelly. I know I just had a cooked breakfast but ugh, no, too early! And I can't even leave the door open while I'm not down there because the monkeys will come in. *sigh*
Speaking of John (Tanzanian attachee), he was singing this morning. Loudly. I could here him from downstairs whilst he was upstairs in his room. Singing. Badly. He was singing Madonna - The Power of Goodbye. I don't know this because I could tell from his singing, but because I asked him while he was singing it in the kitchen. Way to make a bad song worse. Is it possible to politely tell someone they can't sing and to please shut up because it's a Sunday morning and it's just not right? No? I didn't think so.
It's crazy the stuff they like here. I've got quite into the stuff they play in the matatus. Well ok, the hip hop / r&b stuff (if thats what it's called, you know I'm rubbish at music genres), not the celine dion - power ballad stuff that they also seem to love in this part of the world. Lovin it. (again, NOT the power ballad crap, although sometimes it can be kinda fun) I'm going to have to try and find somewhere to buy some local music from, because I really like it, although it seems to always be interspersed with this one J-Lo song featuring 'Fat Joe' (hehe) called Hold Me Down, which I've grown quite fond of. ANYWAY, I think I'll try and buy some local stuff before I leave for Tanzania, because I probably won't have time for much once I get back. Oooh, I so can't wait to get home! 6.20am on 11th August! Woop! And I'll be heading straight for a caramel coffee frappuccino with whipped cream from Starbucks, and maybe a big mac. I have no idea why but I'm really craving that crappy burgery goodness.
Right, I'm going to post this, shower, buy more washing powder so I can finish my washing, and then update about my few days away, which were very cool and I thought of so many things I wanted to share while I was doing it, but now it's all fading a bit. :(
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